Luyện nghe bài hát TKO Remix

I don't it, tell me how could you be so low?
(And all in thrilling, new, sound)
babe (Dammit babe)

Blood thicker water, right
bitches, they all alike
Stand up nigga, not the type
Heart than the Harlem Nights til I met you,
say the devil wear Prada but I doubt it cause the Lord did bless you
Damn look at body
Short bus shorty, you sure is special Cole to the rescue,
save a ho
Hoes like to hide their though
Thought you was a down ass
'Til I found shit a couple days ago, I was home alone
Next thing I know that long ass verse from a song "Control" was on
The got nearer, the tune got clearer
when I seen the shit playing on your phone
Girl, what is that a
Shit, not you too
Man the hype got you too
Everybody and their momma
Even my momma asked what do
Decisions,
In case this is war, then I up on all ammunition
If a nigga want problems, my on auto
I'll sure that nobody miss him
Now pack up your shit, you believe in me
I need you, I got me, bitch
Same nigga to NYC, bitch
Got a record and a college degree, bitch
Two gold plaques, I produced all the
And I never ever lean on Jay-Z, bitch
And after all that
Real nigga never even went and got his teeth
Now you try to me, bitch?
You try to fuckin' play me? I to knock your ass out

TKO (TKO, TKO)
TKO
I don't it, tell me how could you be so low, deo
TKO, you've been swinging the bell and after all of the whistle blows
to go below the belt, through my chest, perfect hit to the dome
And babe (Dammit babe)
babe (Dammit babe)
Dammit (Dammit babe)

All hail Flacko, bitch, celebrate it
Had the game on lock, streets
Now you lame mothafuckas devastated
Bet you niggas wish you never hated, that's the devil it
that shit, he rich, fuck that shit, he this, fuck that shit, he that
He black, he don't like blacks, that shit, he wack
Fuck shit he raps, fuck that shit he spits, fuck that bitch
that bitch he with, finished talking shit
Get up off my
The narcissists with comments from the blogs about
Menages the gossips and the bosses, fuck surprises
I'm monogamous and not to mention, in my
Is a model chick, grimey fits, trapped inside of it
Besides it I'd deny the shit, shit should stop the shit
I'm the shit, not just kinda sick, the doc my shit
it, click-click, opposite, stop and droppin' shit
'fore poppin' shit, from popular to picks to poppin' tits
She pop her pussy, pop a Xanny, popular for
Make it rain, she pop that shit, it boosts her (TKO)
Was supposed to stop this shit but spit like I forgot shit (TKO)
the topic, I hope God forgive you, peep my common sense (TKO)

I don't understand it, me how could you be so low, deo
TKO, you've been swinging after the bell and all of the whistle blows
Tried to go below the belt, through my chest, hit to the dome
And babe (Dammit babe)
babe (Dammit babe)
Dammit babe (Dammit babe) JT like deja vu right?

All this album of the talk, niggas claiming they're the best out
I been hot since the Purple Tape and this cuban's poking my out
They keep calling on King Push, this chair, I'm stretched out
My name is my name, bitch, until I'm gone and etched out
I been known to blow a quarter brick on baby and a messy bun
If I her mine, made her mind, she fall in line and we got somethin'
of a millionaire, even better I'm a reallionaire
Alaïa skirt, Fendi work, dress my baby like
Fuck you about the Tiger of Rollie, fuck you know about blowin' bands
Bezel on it like a grand circle, in it, holdin' hands
A1 since day 1, I sold dope and my rung
I dope where I came from and it's so dope what I made from it
No lie, know Guy Fish in my bowtie
JT up in the 3 piece and we magic like showtime
She ain't know, we ain't know, try to trap her but she ain't
Once she you with the DA flow, it's lights out, TKO, la!